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Scenario for this song: Father_Mike is within anytown-Canada. He is dressed in his fedora hat, cravat and duster. The mist envelopes his body under the light of a street lamp. He's smoking a cigarette with his thumb, forefinger and middle... cowboy like.
A beautiful French Canadian girl passes his line of site and turns to him. She is about to ask a question, possibly for directions or if a man like him needs company this cold Canadian night. Before she can speak Arvie tosses down the half done cigarette and crushes under the sole of his boot, tips his hat to her and walks way, into the mist.